I wended my way to the graveyard this evening, wrote Anne to Gilbert after she got home. I think 'wend your way' is a lovely phrase and I work it in … - Lucy Maud Montgomery

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I wended my way to the graveyard this evening, wrote Anne to Gilbert after she got home. I think 'wend your way' is a lovely phrase and I work it in whenever I can. It sounds funny to say I enjoyed my stroll in the graveyard but I really did. Miss Courtaloe's stories were so funny. Comedy and tragedy are so mixed up in life, Gilbert. The only thing that haunts me is that tale of the two who lived together fifty years and hated each other all that time. I can't believe they really did. Somebody has said that 'hate is only love that has missed its way.' I feel sure that under the hatred they really loved each other . . . just as I really loved you all those years I thought I hated you . . . and I think death would show it to them.